The Confession
1000 Words
Twentie minutes onto the road and I was staring out the window watching the cars go by. Secretly scared to death as to where he was taking me and what he was planing on doing with me. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, thought taking a nap was a tolerable idea. I fell asleep quickly but when i woke i was in a cabin. A strange cabin. I got an uncomfortable feeling as if someone were holding down my legs and sure enough when i opened my eyes they were tied together and i laughed at myself. Partly for trusting him and partly because of me remembering what he said earlier about me kicking him in my sleep. "Um....was i kicking you again?" i asked forcing a smile into my tone. "no. but you know what you did. You lied to me..." he looked at me with a mixture of hate and hurt. I was terrified then knowing exactly what was about to happen. Expecting the worst with him was best because when you expect the worst you prepare for the worst. And that exactly what i needed. To be prepared. But not for the first time since i was let out of that jail cell he surprised me. He got up from where he was sitting and walked over to me and unchained me. I flinched when he came close to me and when he touched my ankle. He knew i was terrified and this seemed to hurt him as he backed away slowly with a look of extreme anguish. He flopped down into his chair and look down at his lap. I scrambled to get the chains off of my ankles and once i did i backed up against the wall that the bed was against and tucked my legs under my arms and folded in on myself. I started to cry silently to myself as he watched me emotions flooding all over his face from anger, to hurt, to sadness and confusion. Seeing him like this only made me cry even more. He stood and i shuffled as far away from him as i could without leaving the bed that somehow offered me more safety then he or anyone else has ever offered me. I saw a hand-his hand-reaching towards me and i let out a small whimper and as soon as i did he flinched as if that small barely audible sound was a wake up call for him. "i'm not gonna hurt you" he said in an almost genuine tone. i would have believed him too if i didn't know any better "i don't believe you" i said letting fear seep into every word like venom dripping off of my words. He looked at me with a look of odd understanding that I've never seen on him. He backed away and muttered the words I see. "well....can you please be honest with me...? Why did you-" he chocked on his words as if he was about to cry and continued "Why did you um... why did you feel the need to lie to me?" i looked up at him in awe that he even had to ask and i let out an angry laugh before i said "because you scare the hell out of me." I looked at him letting all my fear bleed into my facial expression being sure to let him know how deeply he terrified me. And for a moment he looked terrified of himself but it fled just as sudden as it came. He went from looking scared to pissed in an instant, and i wasn't sure sure weather he was pissed at me or if he was angry with himself. And i wasn't gonna stick around to find out. I lunged at his knocking him off balance as he fell and i ran to the kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife i could find and stood in a corner in the kitchen waiting for him to come after me. When i heard his footsteps they didn't sound rushed or panicked they sounded even as if he were walking through the grocery store. When he came into view I made sure he knew i had the knife without shoving it in his face . "Abby... Put the knife down. I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to talk. I'm-" i cut him off before he could say anymore "Why should i trust you? If i put this knife down and you come after me that makes me an i***t for trusting you. Back up. You might scare the hell out of me but we both know i have the upper hand right now so back up." he sighed a stressed sigh as if he was tired of trying to calm me down as backed up just like i asked. I started crying as i pointed the knife towards me and plunged it into my stomach "NO!!!!!" he screamed and bolted towards me. "why. I backed away as you asked. Please let me help you." he stared at me tears flooding in his eyes. I smiled at his despite everything that was just happening, In that moment i saw that he cared. I let out a sigh as he scooped me into his arms and ran to the car being scarcely careful with me he hopped in the drivers seat not letting me out of his arms. He sped to the hospital not stopping for red lights maneuvering around cars and breaking pretty much every traffic law that exists. When we arrived at the emergency room he carried me with such elegance that put me in awe at the maniacal way he ran into the hospital. He stared screaming and panicking in such a way that made me love him before i passed out. When i woke i was in a hospital bed with him beside me and a screaming pain in my stomach.
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